I Became a Supporting Character in an N*R Manga - I Became a Supporting Character in an NTR Manga chapter 111

111 – Alice at the Festival – 2

Something happened…

I was interrupted several times before leaving the classroom and heading to Takase-senpai’s classroom.

I hurriedly ran out of the classroom to escape the silence and surprised reactions of my classmates.

After that, many people held me back.

I guess you could say I don’t know the reason.

Why are you asking for my number or pestering me for directions to the school?

I quickly went into the bathroom, took off my wig, changed my clothes, and thought about heading to my senior’s classroom.

“…… There are also clothes to change into in the classroom….”

I couldn’t bear the horrendous reaction of my classmates and ran out, so I realized that I had nothing in my hands.

Even if you try to bring gym clothes or school uniforms, you have to go back there.

“Ugh… ….”

While I was having trouble stopping in the hallway, people passing by passed me by, looking in my direction.

What, is it that weird?

Yes, I realize that I am not looking at myself well. But I never thought there would be this much glare.

“Hey, girl over there~!”

I was looking around, feeling like I wanted to hide in a mouse hole.

“You, you!”

“Come play with us!”

When I turned my head, there were men in front of me.

“……… What.”

Me?

“What kind of cosplay is that?”

“It’s cute. How old?”

I smiled awkwardly and waved my hand.

I was careful not to even raise my voice because I didn’t want to be found out that I was dressed as a woman.

These men were talking persistently.

“Ahahahaha… Excuse me….”

As I took a step back with a creeping voice, the men also came around to surround me.

I never thought I would experience something that could happen to me any day.

I can’t figure out what happened, but I have to run away first.

I was trying to find the right moment by backing away from the men who were talking to me like that.

“…… “Leave it there.”

I was startled by the familiar voice I heard and turned around.

“What are you!?”

“Do not disturb!”

The person who appeared was senior Takase.

It was a good thing that I quickly met the person I was looking for.

“I can’t just leave a girl in trouble alone.”

The senior said while glaring at the men.

To….

“It’s noisy!”

“We chose this woman first!”

No, why can’t I recognize it? .

Furthermore, those men also mistook me for a woman.

For some reason, I felt extremely embarrassed.

“If you don’t listen… “You can have a fight with me here.”

The senior who was showing off her butler’s cafe was dressed in her elegant house clothes, as he said.

It must be said that she had a good sense of taste; the students in her senior’s four classes literally dressed her up for her senior.

He seemed to fit in much better than I did when I learned, albeit awkwardly, from Elena at Shiraishi Family.

The men run away, pressured by their senior’s spirit.

“…… Are you okay?”

The senior approached me and held out her hand to me.

“Ah… Ah….”

I couldn’t muster up the courage to reveal my identity as myself or the manager.

I have no idea what they would think of me if they caught me acting like this.

Of course, it was already visible. The senior didn’t seem to notice that it was me.

“I think it would be dangerous for a cute child like you to walk around alone dressed like that.”

“……… ….”

No, that’s….

“I’ll take you to your class. This is a student I didn’t see in 3rd grade… “Are you a junior?”

I almost fell for the senior who showed his devilish charm even to the junior who was seeing him for the first time, but I barely came to my senses and bowed.

“Now, wait a minute…” !”

And then, despite the shouts of his senior behind him, he ran away from the scene.

I fixed the wig that looked like it was going to fall off and held down the swaying skirt.

Why did you wear such a flowy skirt for the maid theme?

As I hurried into the bathroom, the men standing in front of the urinal looked in my direction in shock.

“Oh, no…” ! Excuse me… ! No!”

I waved my hand and came out.

Damn, I can’t hide anywhere like this….

***

Should I say that you get used to embarrassing outfits over time?

At first, it was difficult to bear the pouring gaze and my own shame. As I walked down the hallway looking at other classrooms, I got used to it and found myself calmly watching the cultural festival.

You could also say that I gave up.

If you want to see it, see it.

I was walking down the third grade hallway, ignoring the occasional stares or people talking to me.

“Is this your class?” .”

People were lining up from far away leading to the entrance of this classroom.

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I had some free time because I had run away from a senior I had met before and sent him a text message asking me to meet him separately in the afternoon.

I was curious what my senior’s butler’s cafe would be like.

That’s why I came to take a look.

I didn’t want to be caught wearing this outfit so I ran away, but I didn’t really have any intention of using the butler cafe. I glanced inside the window with the intention of just observing from afar.

“Wow… ….”

The cafe was full.

And most of the guests were women.

Men dressed up according to the cafe’s concept were carrying desserts and tea, but of course, the person who stood out the most was him.

“Welcome, lady. “I will guide you this way.”

“Kya~!”

“Look at this. “I’m glad you came!”

Women clap each other’s shoulders or make a fuss while receiving guidance from their seniors.

Even when they sat down, their eyes did not leave their senior.

And other guests also stared intently or took pictures of seniors passing by.

Clicking sounds coming from all over the place.

The longing eyes of the guests being served by the senior.

“…… “That’s amazing.”

I guess the selling point is Eri Takase herself.

The advantages are clear.

Even if everything else is at the level of a simple school culture festival, being able to receive hospitality from Takase Eri attracts customers.

And I too was caught in the middle of a senior dressed as a butler and ended up staring blankly.

She had a sophisticated charm.

I looked around and saw Sayoko senior.

They were busy making drinks.

I almost raised my hand and pretended to know without realizing it, but I stopped when I became aware of my own appearance.

If not only Takase-senpai but also Sayoko-senpai found out, it would spread to all members of the track and field club.

Even now, I pass by the hallways and say hello or chat with them. I wonder what kind of teasing I would get if I was caught doing something like this.

I decided to go back now that I had seen enough of the Butler Cafe.

After changing my clothes by afternoon, I decided to meet my senior again.

Of course, it was to get help regarding Shiraishi.

Because it was going to be a rather serious story, I also needed to mentally prepare.

Anyway, it wasn’t a story to be shared like this, so I turned around on the spot.

***

“Eri.”

“Ah, Sayoko… great job. “It’s okay to shift slowly.”

“Isn’t it harder for you than for me?”

The cafe was a great success.

Customers started flooding in immediately after opening, and there were still a lot of people standing in line.

“I’m fine.”

“Well… You’ve been serving customers for two hours straight. “You too, get some rest.”

Sayoko looked around the classroom and said.

“What… “All these people came to see you.”

He smiled bitterly.

“So… “I can keep going until the afternoon.”

Students in our class, including Sayoko, also worked hard to prepare for today.

During the cultural festival, I planned to stay in the classroom for the sake of those who came to see me.

“It’s just a school festival. “There’s no need to be so responsible.”

“It’s not just about responsibility. Even so, I’m enjoying it quite a bit.”

“If that’s the case, it doesn’t matter….”

Sayoko took off her apron and took a long breath.

“Then I’ll take a short break… huh?”

Sayoko turned her head and looked at the window on her side of the hallway.

There was something wrong with her, as she followed her and looked in that direction.

“Then can you at least tell me your name?”

“Ah… that is….”

“Please. “It was my first time seeing it, but it was so much to my taste that I couldn’t sit still.”

“Oh, it’s difficult…” .”

Discovered.

That blonde girl.

“…… He couldn’t be….”

I walked out of the classroom, leaving Sayoko muttering with her mouth open.

“Now, wait a minute, Eri?”

I opened the door to her classroom and approached her.

To the child who is having trouble talking to another man.

“Oh, oops, sorry!”

At that time, the child bowed his head, turned around, and ran away.

But this time I didn’t miss it.

For some reason, I was convinced that she had come to see me.

No, it is not a certainty but an illusion.

I wanted to hold her.

Because I was immersed in work and forgot about the worry that I would not see again.

“Wait a minute!”

Chase her as she runs down the hallway.

As she turned her head and saw me getting closer, I could see her expression becoming cold.

“Huh… !”

I’m freaking out.

They are scared of me.

I was heartbroken by that fact, but I couldn’t help it either.

Because I didn’t want to miss it again.

“…… Gotcha!”

I barely caught her wrist.

Turn towards me and face her.

Her exhaling violently, her trembling eyes captured my equally passionate figure.

And her blonde hair fell down.

“……… You….”

I looked alternately at the fallen wig and the smiling, red-faced face.

“…… I…… It’s me….”

That voice.

The face you face right in front of you.

It was a different face than usual, even though it was decorated with makeup.

“……… Manager?”

There was no way I wouldn’t recognize it.

“Ahahahaha….”

He picked up the fallen wig and put it back on his head.

“You… that…… “Is this a hobby?”

I asked quietly, unable to control my trembling.

At those words, the manager was completely embarrassed and shouted.

“No! Really!”

I couldn’t take my eyes off the shy figure protesting like that.

“Hey, senior… ….”

He hesitated and spoke in a shy voice.

“Give me some arms…” “Can you please let me go?”

“Ah… ….”

Now that I think about it, I kept holding on.

I feel like if I miss it even for a moment, it will run away again.

“……… Senior?”

Even after finding out his identity, for some reason I couldn’t let go of his wrist.

“…… “Oh, it hurts.”

“I’m sorry.”

Only then did I let go.

Luckily he didn’t run away.

I couldn’t help the awkward atmosphere that hovered between us.